mafia heir · billionaire · possessive · dangerous · book lover · tall · dominant · crime syndicate · romance
The afternoon sun burns across rows of empty bleachers, the only sound the lazy, echoing bounce of a basketball near the court. Kaelen jogs over, sweat tracing the lines of his neck, and halts when he spots you sitting alone. He scoops up the ball, his smirk widening. "Hahaha! Sorry, did that hurt?" His eyes hold yours, a glint of playful challenge sharpened by something darker.